Private Tutoring for the Duke’s First Night - Chapter 10

Duke Drexton gave Julia a silent bow, then rose from his seat and left the study with the book he had been reading. He didn’t cast a single glance at Julia, who had been left in a disheveled state.

To Julia, that was consideration instead.

So even though her body trembled mercilessly, she didn’t break into tears.

Soaked in exhaustion, Julia sat on the carpet for a while, then hastily covered only her upper body and fled the study as if escaping, returning to her bedroom.

On the way back, she didn’t encounter anyone. Duke Drexton had left the corridor early, and there were separate passageways for the servants, so it was only natural. Even so, Julia hurriedly shut the door behind her.

She quickly took off her clothes and stuffed them into the laundry basket. She was afraid they might be stained with her fluids.

“Huu…”

I should wash.

But for some reason, she hesitated to ask for water to be drawn immediately after the lesson ended. If this had been a ‘normal lesson’, she wouldn’t have been conscious of such a thing at all.

Besides, her lower abdomen was still burning hot.

With trembling hands, she stood naked in the center of the room and, just as before, spread her labia and looked down.

The e******n of her c******s hadn’t subsided. As Duke Drexton had said, it was still swollen, begging for touch.

That handsome face, that low voice. And the secret that only Julia held.

All of it made Julia exquisitely sensitive.

She let out ragged breaths.

A destructive impulse began to lap at her feet.

After standing like that for a moment, Julia brought together the middle and index fingers that had been holding her v***a open. Clear, viscous liquid served as lubrication, allowing her fingertips to slide easily. Soon, her fingers stroked the c******s that had peeked out.

“Ah…”

A piercing jolt of pleasure shot straight to her brain.

A cry slipped out between her lips. Her lips trembled, and her face began to flush red.

Strength drained from her legs.

Julia dropped to her knees on the floor with a thud.

“Hng, ah…”

Alone, she let out small moans.

「 Shall I undo them? 」

Duke Drexton’s voice, when he had gentlemanly asked while touching the dress buttons, wouldn’t leave her ears. At the time, she had been so tense she hadn’t noticed, but that voice had been unmistakably s****l.

Or was it not. Was she simply overinterpreting it.

In her confusion, Julia began to rapidly circle the tip of the small protruding flesh. A vortex of pleasure, incomparable to when she had merely brushed it before, heated Julia’s body. Her eyes grew moist, and her brows drooped into a pitiful arch.

This was the first time she had ever m*********d.

“Unnh, hng…”

Crossing an irreversible line as a ‘virtuous lady’ was this easy, this fast, this thrilling. Julia slipped her hand between her thighs and rubbed frantically. The tempo of the wet sounds grew even faster. Lewd sounds.

“What do I, what do I do…”

Like a child at a loss, Julia collapsed forward. Just like her c******s, her n*****s, swollen with arousal, rubbed against the coarse carpet fabric and sent another wave of stimulation. Her once-clear green eyes gradually grew unfocused.

Like a female dog that had run around all summer, panting sounds escaped her mouth. Julia rocked her hips with her rear lifted into the air. Keeping her fingers still, she rubbed her lower body against their tips.

“Nngh!”

Before long, the peak of pleasure arrived.

It was a shudder she had never felt before.

“Haaah…”

Julia let out a long breath through hazy eyes. It was the first climax she had ever experienced after passing thirty. Still, Julia clearly knew what act would ‘complete’ this sensation. And because of that, it felt lacking.

Chasing pleasure was shameful, but she was alone in this room. Julia crawled over to the wall, leaned her back against it, and spread her legs.

She squeezed her eyes shut. What rose before her was Duke Drexton’s masculine, intelligent face. As if he were doing just as before, thoroughly taking in with his eyes Julia’s private parts, her legs spread wide.

Thrust, stab, stick in…

Why those words, why now, refused to leave her mind.

Careful not to let her imagination scatter, Julia pushed a finger into the writhing opening. The inside of her own body, which she was exploring for the first time, was hot and wet.